Last post of the trilogy!! Hahaha…. +5 bonus points to me for calling it a trilogy # allofthenerdzz
This post is my food-for-thought post (pun-nily named because I'm currently having a snack haha!)
I urge all of you, right now, wherever you are, whatever you're doing, to take a second and really think about all that you've overcome and accomplished. Maybe you're a working mom with three kids and no husband. Maybe you're a high school guy that knew me from the hallways where the lockers were. Regardless of who you are and why you're reading this (I know you're all out there, I can see how many readers I get on the daily)… I want to just thank you. Thank you for supporting me, because this very blog is how I heal myself. How I heal my heart, mind, body, soul. How I heal my aches and pains, how I cope with the things I cannot control. Writing isn't just a hobby, it's the blood in my veins. It's in my eyelashes when they are kissed gently by a sudden burst of a gusty, wet wind in a thunderstorm. It's in unnoticeably chipped front teeth, a broken thumbnail, a dislocated knee cap (or two). It's in the pillow I rest my head upon in sleep each night, it's in my very reflection in the mirror. It's in all of my mistakes and my triumphs, my trivialities and my superiority-inferiority complex. Maybe this sounds like pompous, pseudo-intellectual bullshit. Or maybe this really speaks to you. My fingers are aching from typing so much, but I type type type away anyway, because it's what I was born to do - write. Everything I've overcame and accomplished inspires me to write. This is my space, my very own place, to get it all out. I am so honored and thrilled each day when I see you all reading, supporting, sending me emails of commentary. I wish I could meet all of you one day!!
But this post is for you. Not only to thank you, but to inspire you back the way you tell me I inspire you… I want you to get out there and find what you're passionate about. Never make your only passion a person. You must have passions that are far more consistent. Reading, the arts, music, philosophy, science, film, languages - these things are all immortal. People are the icing on your cake. If you don't have a cake, there's nothing to ice. Just remember that. Cake is your life, the icing is the people you love. If you have no life, you can't give love the way you truly ought to. Not trying to be preachy, just trying to keep it real here. And why yes, I did just say "keep it real"! ;) hahaha *casually throws deuces like a champion*. But anyway, just find something you love other than a person. I was talking to my good friend about this today; she needs to love life a little bit more. She needs to find the beauty in that which is ordinary (I know I said that in a much older post ,but it's highly necessary). Falling in love with a man is a magical thing, but she must also love life, itself. You'll rarely ever be sad if you do. You'll be happy you did.
Until Next Time,
xx BAS
This post is my food-for-thought post (pun-nily named because I'm currently having a snack haha!)
I urge all of you, right now, wherever you are, whatever you're doing, to take a second and really think about all that you've overcome and accomplished. Maybe you're a working mom with three kids and no husband. Maybe you're a high school guy that knew me from the hallways where the lockers were. Regardless of who you are and why you're reading this (I know you're all out there, I can see how many readers I get on the daily)… I want to just thank you. Thank you for supporting me, because this very blog is how I heal myself. How I heal my heart, mind, body, soul. How I heal my aches and pains, how I cope with the things I cannot control. Writing isn't just a hobby, it's the blood in my veins. It's in my eyelashes when they are kissed gently by a sudden burst of a gusty, wet wind in a thunderstorm. It's in unnoticeably chipped front teeth, a broken thumbnail, a dislocated knee cap (or two). It's in the pillow I rest my head upon in sleep each night, it's in my very reflection in the mirror. It's in all of my mistakes and my triumphs, my trivialities and my superiority-inferiority complex. Maybe this sounds like pompous, pseudo-intellectual bullshit. Or maybe this really speaks to you. My fingers are aching from typing so much, but I type type type away anyway, because it's what I was born to do - write. Everything I've overcame and accomplished inspires me to write. This is my space, my very own place, to get it all out. I am so honored and thrilled each day when I see you all reading, supporting, sending me emails of commentary. I wish I could meet all of you one day!!
But this post is for you. Not only to thank you, but to inspire you back the way you tell me I inspire you… I want you to get out there and find what you're passionate about. Never make your only passion a person. You must have passions that are far more consistent. Reading, the arts, music, philosophy, science, film, languages - these things are all immortal. People are the icing on your cake. If you don't have a cake, there's nothing to ice. Just remember that. Cake is your life, the icing is the people you love. If you have no life, you can't give love the way you truly ought to. Not trying to be preachy, just trying to keep it real here. And why yes, I did just say "keep it real"! ;) hahaha *casually throws deuces like a champion*. But anyway, just find something you love other than a person. I was talking to my good friend about this today; she needs to love life a little bit more. She needs to find the beauty in that which is ordinary (I know I said that in a much older post ,but it's highly necessary). Falling in love with a man is a magical thing, but she must also love life, itself. You'll rarely ever be sad if you do. You'll be happy you did.
Until Next Time,
xx BAS